Alien Morsels: Short Tales from Zerconian Warrior Series: Zerconian Warriors

By Sadie Carter

Revisit the sexy, Alpha warriors and their strong, funny women in these short morsels.
Zoey and Dex
Feeling like she’s been pregnant forever, Zoey is uncomfortable, grumpy and if one more piece of advice comes out of her mother-in-law’s mouth she’s going to explode!
It seemed like the moment she became pregnant, she ceased being Zoey and became a baby-carrier. Will Dex ever want her again? Or is their sex life completely dried up?

Mila and Koran
Tackling her new job of human ambassador to Zerconia, Mila knows she has a lot of hurdles in her path. Nerves threaten to get the better of her, but she knows her big, gruff Alpha mate will always have her back.
No matter what sort of threats come their way.

Willa and Darac
Life on Zerconia is much easier, simpler, yet Willa misses the action of her old life. It doesn’t help that she feels like he’s pulling away and right before their mating ceremony.
What is he hiding?
Please note: To fully enjoy this book, it is best read as part of the series. This novella has storylines that lead on to Alien Mine.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sadie Carter
• Release date: Jul 31, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386465089

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Author Note:

I hope you enjoy Alien Morsels. I wanted to revisit the characters in the previous books and see Zoey and Dex have their baby. Alien Morsels also acts as a turning point in the series, so it’s best enjoyed as part of the series, rather than a stand-alone story.

Sadie xox

Books by Sadie Carter

Zerconian Warriors Series

Alien Warrior

Alien Lover

Alien Mate

Sweet Alien Savage

Alien Savior

Alien Morsels

Alien Mine

All I Want for Christmas is my Alien

Alien Sacrifice

An Alien to Die For

Joyadan Mates

Rye

Shadowpeak Wolves

Big Wicked Wolf

Sinfully Savage Wolf

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Chapter One

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

Zoey snuggled deeper into her hiding place. Whoever wanted access to her quarters could bugger off. Or stand there all day if they wanted to waste their time. It made no difference to her so long as they left her alone.

Her communicator beeped twice in quick succession, indicating the door to her quarters was open. She scowled. What the hell? Didn’t they understand she wanted to be left alone?

Go away, Zoey yelled.

The beeping stopped, and she sighed with relief. She shifted around on the large pillow, trying to find a comfortable spot. Her back ached, her joints burned and her stomach grumbled noisily. She was hungry, but didn’t want to eat. She was tired, but couldn’t sleep.

And she was grumpier than the Grinch at Christmas. She sighed. She owed Dex a huge apology after practically snapping his head off this morning. All he’d done was try to cajole her into eating, and she’d hurled insults she didn’t mean to drive him away.

If it was the old bat again, then she’d better watch out—one more mention about proper baby names, and Zoey would take her handheld and bash—

Zoey?

Shit. Willa.

Zoey, are you in here? Mila called out.

Damn. Double assault.

Go away, she repeated. She’d dragged a large, pillow-like cushion, big enough to seat four people comfortably, into what she called her dressing room. With her handheld and Giz for company, she’d been quite happy napping and reading.

Well, sort of.

Dex wouldn’t be pleased that she’d moved the pillow. She could always tell him Boris moved it. He was on guard duty today. You know, because she couldn’t be trusted to be on her own.

Not fair, Zoey. Dex is just concerned. Scared. This is his first child, too.

Dex’s protective instincts had roared into overdrive since they’d discovered she was pregnant. A guard was now permanently assigned to her, even inside the palace. Here in her quarters was the only place she could find some personal space, even though there was always a guard outside.

It was getting so bad that she half-expected them to start coming to the bathroom with her. If they wanted to see her pee, that was their problem. But watching a pregnant woman heave herself off the toilet wasn’t a real pretty sight.

She tugged at her hair in frustration. By the time this baby arrived she would be bald. After snarling at every guard assigned to her, she was now stuck with Boris, Jaxan, or Macon, when Dex wasn’t here. They were the only ones who ignored her snarling and snapping.

The other guards nearly tripped over themselves trying to make her happy. In Zerconian male eyes, pregnant women should be coddled and protected from every stress.

Zoey? Where are you? Mila asked.

Damn it. They weren’t going to leave her alone. Mila might appear to be all sweetness and light, but when she set her mind to something, she was like a dog with a bone.

Her due date, as close as she could figure out, had come and gone. Zerconian women carried their babies for fifteen months. No way could she carry this gymnastic loving ball of energy around for another five months.

How come this baby had to do all his or her dancing at night? Seriously, 2 a.m. was not a good time to break out the funky chicken dance moves.

There was never a good time to break out the funky chicken.

If she had to carry this baby for five more months, it would be enormous. Uh-uh, not happening. There was no way she was pushing a baby the size of a toddler out of her poor hoo-ha.

I’m in here. She reached her hand up and pressed on the pad by the door to open it. She glanced up to see Mila and Willa staring down at her. Damn it. They’d known where she was all along.

I don’t want to talk to anyone.

Ah-ha, so that’s why you’re hiding in the closet, Willa said, snapping her fingers.

It’s a dressing room.

And that makes all the difference. Willa rolled her eyes.

I don’t think you’re allowed to roll your eyes at me. It’s a rule or something, Zoey muttered as they hopped onto the pillow with her.

Giz grumbled then resettled against her stomach. She patted his belly.

I’ve never been big on following the rules. Besides, what are you going to do? I could be halfway across the universe before you even roll yourself off this pillow.

Zoey grumbled.

So, who you hiding from? Everyone? Or just those who think with their little head instead of their big one? Mila asked.

Or perhaps the old bat, Willa added as she crossed her legs and leaned back against the wall.

Everyone. She glanced up at Boris who appeared in the doorway. He frowned briefly at her then shook his head. She guessed he didn’t approve of her hidey-hole.

She waved her hand at Willa and Mila. I thought I said I didn’t want to be disturbed?

Don’t be angry with Kruz, we were persuasive, Mila smiled up at the dark-skinned man. Boris hadn’t spoken since his family was killed as a child. She’d given him the name Boris and even though she now knew his name was Kruz, she couldn’t bring herself to call him that.

Boris didn’t care. He even seemed liked the name. Sometimes she questioned his taste.

Boris shrugged. That was his ‘what harm can they do?’ shrug.

What did you expect him to do? Physically restrain us? Willa asked. Koran and Darac would kill him.

Zoey snorted. Like he’s worried about your mates. Boris could take them with one arm tied behind his back.

Zoey! Mila said, looking shocked. She sent an apologetic look over to Boris. She didn’t mean that.

Don’t apologize for me. Zoey pushed herself up as her back protested her slumped position.

Mila sent her a pointed look.

"What? I haven’t forgotten he’s missing one arm. He doesn’t need both arms to fight. He’s like freaking